Photo essay. Lockdown pictures from a deserted Woolacombe. Time to reflect, space to breathe, reconnecting with nature and getting the garden sorted…..
Rock pool reflections
Tourism in tatters
Dark skies on the horizon
Woolacombe April 2020
Empty beach
Nowhere to run
Westside
Dune, but without Sting in it
Time is just ripples in space
Everything drains back into the sea
Life is just froth
Ghost town
No one on the beach
Lockdown waves and a lonely Lundy Island…
Fujifilm!
esterspears 
Posted on April 19, 2020
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